Michael groaned at the options that had been laid before him. He sure as hell didn't want to get 'made up' by his sister, but when he compared that to getting made fun of by Ryan for hours, answering awkward questions from Damien, all the while dealing with his overly friendly man-dog he knew what decision he had to make. Letting out a sigh Michael said, "I guess I'll go with Jessica."
Jessica squealed with joy, she seemed way too happy at Michael's situation as she grabbed Michael by the arm and started pulling him towards a different section of the castle. Michael looked desperately at his parents for help, but Mark and Susan simply waved and called out, "See you at the ceremony!" Even though this was the first time anyone had ever been in this made up castle, Jessica seemed to know where to go as she led Michael up to a tower. "The princess always stays in the highest tower. We'll stay here and get you ready for the wedding!"
"Yeah, I know. Can't you just get me a...dress and leave it at that? It'll be enough." Michael said almost begging. Jessica only smiled in response, "Oh silly brother. I have so much to teach you about womanhood. You can't just put on a dress and leave it at that. We have to do your dress, your hair, get some shoes, and we'll probably need a corset."
"Corset?!"
"Well yeah, that's what mom and I are wearing now. And if you're going to be royalty, you're going to need one too. But don't worry, I have a feeling you'll just have to sit back while these things get taken care of for you." Jessica clapped, "Servants!" Suddenly a number of female servants entered the room awaiting instructions which Jessica started dealing out, "You three, find a corset, shoes, and a dress for Michelle here. And you two, draw a bath for her with the best soaps and perfumes in the lands. She had to look and smell her best for the wedding." The servants left and before Michael could complain about the situation, they were back again with the supplies asked of them. The other two servants then took Michael by the arms took him to the what he guessed was this castle's equivalent of a bathroom where a stone tub filled with water awaited him.
"Strip him, I mean her and clean her girls." Jessica said as the programed servants started to rip away at Michael's cloths leaving him bare. "What are you dong?! Stop!" Michael shouted, but the servants didn't listen.
"You're not royalty quite yet bro, I don't think they'll listen to you quite yet."
"This really isn't necessary Jessica, I can clean myself after ahhh." Michael suddenly felt his anger at the situation melt away in an instant as the beautiful female servants started to rub and wash him down from head to toe. Michael wasn't happy but he sure felt good. "I'll take that as a thank you. And you're welcome." Jessica said with a smile as she left the room. "Servants, when your done with the cleaning help her get dressed for the wedding. See you down there, sis."
"Uh huh." Michael said as he sat back in the tub and enjoyed the almost sensual washing from the servant girls as he let all his worries wash away.
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